Waiting For October

They’re playing in Central Park,
Check out him, he’s shouting at the gate,
Billy didn’t tell you everything,
Or did he mention the magic day?
Well I figured it out from a fig tree,
It’s the chosen fruit of the devil himself,
Now you’ve been bad for 50 years,
And now it looks like daddy’s taking off his belt,
(chorus:)
Waiting for October,
I cross my fingers, cross my heart, and hope to die
Waiting for October,
I’m in the book, and I’ll be learning how to fly
He’s coming down but he’s not alone,
He’s gonna bring an army of saints,
And he’s taking all his back home,
And then destroying what remains.
Waiting for October,
I cross my fingers, cross my heart, and hope to die
Waiting for October,
I’m in the book, and I’ll be learning…
To be winged
To be winged
Hoping that the end
Will start it all again
And that’s when human history will die,
I said it must be what’s so right about the day,
Cause it all ends in 1999,
And commences on the 28th, the 28th, the 28th…
(chorus x2)
Hopin' that the end
Will start it all again
Hopin' that the end
Will start it all again
Hopin' that the end
Will start it all again
Hopin' that the end
Will start it all again
Hopin' that the end
Will start it all again
Hopin' that the end
Will start it all again